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Bang! Bang! Bang!
Da! Da! Da!
Soon, in the whole mourning hall, there were howls, screams, violent collisions, fists to meat, and even Ning Tianlin himself came forward and killed more than a dozen people with a dagger.
This kind of scene made him a little excited.
Five minutes later.
The whole mourning hall was completely silent.
"Damn it!"
"I'm too excited to kill. I don't know whether these journalists died in their own hands or were killed by these Mafia."
Ning Tianlin was speechless. He had to rely on these reporters to publish some things, but now, they all died. At this time, only the people of the hero alliance were still standing in the mourning hall.
Even in this fight, many people in the hero League died. After all, most of them have not been injected with genetic drugs and are not strong enough to stop bullets.
Only for these people, Ning Tianlin didn't feel the slightest pain. In a tragic gun battle, the elite can survive! The dead ones can only say that you have poor skills and bad luck.
......
"Over, over!"
"I can't turn right this time!"
"It's 11:35. I'm still on the ninth street. The information says that the coffin will be sealed and buried at 12:00. How can I take photos!"
On the Ninth Avenue, Lin Yunhui, a beautiful woman from Seoul, South Korea, looked worried. At the same time, she put her hands on her knees and gasped heavily.
There are ten main roads in Chinatown. Usually, there are not only taxis, but also rickshaws, which have a sense of the times. But now, she Lin Yunhui can only run all the way!
If she didn't pay attention to her physical quality at ordinary times and occasionally go to the gym for exercise, she would have been tired after such a long road.
"Can't give up!"
"You must not give up!"
"Even if you go late, you may be able to take other photos. At least, you should find out how the Cang sect leader died! You can explain it when you go back."
Lin Yunhui looked at the long street ahead, bit her teeth, stepped away again, like a lead filled leg, and trotted forward.
And now there are no luxury motorcades on the road. They have already arrived where they should go.
In half an hour.
That's 12:03.
"It's over. It's over. Their families are running out."
When Lin Yunhui felt the headquarters, he saw many people with white cloth wrapped around their arms and came out. He thought the funeral was over, but he still endured his scalp and ran to the direction of the mourning hall.
There are wreaths all the way. It's really easy to find the mourning hall.
Moreover, these people in Cangmen have been told that anyone who comes can go to the direction of the mourning hall. Therefore, they have no obstruction to Lin Yunhui's passage.
"Mourning hall!"
"There should be a mourning hall ahead!"
After walking for three or five minutes, Lin Yunhui saw that all the wreaths were placed at the door of a gate, which was hung with a white curtain. At the top, there is a big word "dian".
Then I knew that this was the mourning hall.
Dada, dada!
He hurried towards the house with broken steps.
"Ah!"
Just the first time she opened the curtain, she let out a scream, because all the people in her eyes were men in black, holding guns, staring at her with a cruel face, and even she saw that the messy house was full of fallen tables, stools and bullet holes!
The most important thing is that there are rows of dead bodies lying around these people! shed blood like water!
Just a glance, she felt her scalp numb and her hair stood up in an instant.
"Gunfight!"
"There was a gunfight here!"
"And a large number of people died!"
In an instant, Lin Yunhui turned around and wanted to escape. At the same time, he said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm in the wrong place, I'm in the wrong place."
"Come in!"
Pop!
Just as she was about to leave, she put a strong arm on her shoulder, pulled her in with a direct force, and made her body move forward involuntarily, with an unstable center of gravity, and directly stumbled to the ground.
"Ah!"
Just the next second, she screamed even more, because her hands were supposed to support the ground, but they were on a dead body! She has never touched a dead person in her life!
"Call your mother!"
"If you shout again, Tama will jump you!"
Just finished killing people, all the people here were full of hostility. The original quiet atmosphere was also broken by the woman's scream. One person came forward and kicked the woman directly to the ground.
Even with a "click", open the bolt of the gun, and you will lose the woman.
They have already killed red eyes!
As long as it's not from Cangmen, it's all damn!
"Stop!"
Just then, a cold drink stopped the middle-aged man who was ready to shoot. Then, Ning Tianlin's figure came out slowly. Of course, he noticed the movement here at the first time.
Ignoring the middle-aged man and blaming him for what he did, he glanced at the frightened woman on her face, looked at the camera hanging on her, and asked, "are you a reporter?"
"Yes..."
Lin Yunhui's voice trembled, "I... I'm... A reporter."
The Chinese language is a little vague, but it can still be understood by Ning Tianlin.
"Which country?" Ning Tianlin also couldn't figure out which country the woman was from, Japan? the republic of korea? Singapore?
"Korean."
"I'm Korean." the woman trembled.
As a well-known university in South Korea, it is common for graduates majoring in journalism to be proficient in one or two foreign languages. After all, sometimes interviews are not limited to South Korea. What Lin Yunhui is proficient in is English and Chinese.
"Oh."
Ning Tianlin nodded and looked at the woman's face for a while to see if the other party had moved a knife on his face. After all, Ning Tianlin's deepest impression of this country is the developed cosmetic industry.
Almost all over the world.
But to his disappointment, he didn't see any trace, and he didn't know whether he was clumsy and couldn't see it, or whether the country's real skills had been amazing and couldn't leave any scars.
In other words, it is hidden in a more secret place.
But the other party was a little afraid under Ning Tianlin's direct injection. He thought Ning Tianlin was going to do something to her. Involuntarily, he stepped back a few steps.
"Since you're a reporter, you don't have to die today."
Ning Tianlin's mouth showed a demon like smile. At the same time, he stretched out his hand, and a dark green USB flash disk appeared in his hand, and then handed it to Lin Yunhui, "this is a USB flash disk, which is a piece of information."
"All you have to do is send out the contents on the USB flash drive without missing a word or deleting a piece!"
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Bang! Bang! Bang!
Da! Da! Da!
Soon, in the whole mourning hall, there were howls, screams, violent collisions, fists to meat, and even Ning Tianlin himself came forward and killed more than a dozen people with a dagger.
This kind of scene made him a little excited.
Five minutes later.
The whole mourning hall was completely silent.
"Damn it!"
"I'm too excited to kill. I don't know whether these journalists died in their own hands or were killed by these Mafia."
Ning Tianlin was speechless. He had to rely on these reporters to publish some things, but now, they all died. At this time, only the people of the hero alliance were still standing in the mourning hall.
Even in this fight, many people in the hero League died. After all, most of them have not been injected with genetic drugs and are not strong enough to stop bullets.
Only for these people, Ning Tianlin didn't feel the slightest pain. In a tragic gun battle, the elite can survive! The dead ones can only say that you have poor skills and bad luck.
......
"Over, over!"
"I can't turn right this time!"
"It's 11:35. I'm still on the ninth street. The information says that the coffin will be sealed and buried at 12:00. How can I take photos!"
On the Ninth Avenue, Lin Yunhui, a beautiful woman from Seoul, South Korea, looked worried. At the same time, she put her hands on her knees and gasped heavily.
There are ten main roads in Chinatown. Usually, there are not only taxis, but also rickshaws, which have a sense of the times. But now, she Lin Yunhui can only run all the way!
If she didn't pay attention to her physical quality at ordinary times and occasionally go to the gym for exercise, she would have been tired after such a long road.
"Can't give up!"
"You must not give up!"
"Even if you go late, you may be able to take other photos. At least, you should find out how the Cang sect leader died! You can explain it when you go back."
Lin Yunhui looked at the long street ahead, bit her teeth, stepped away again, like a lead filled leg, and trotted forward.
And now there are no luxury motorcades on the road. They have already arrived where they should go.
In half an hour.
That's 12:03.
"It's over. It's over. Their families are running out."
When Lin Yunhui felt the headquarters, he saw many people with white cloth wrapped around their arms and came out. He thought the funeral was over, but he still endured his scalp and ran to the direction of the mourning hall.
There are wreaths all the way. It's really easy to find the mourning hall.
Moreover, these people in Cangmen have been told that anyone who comes can go to the direction of the mourning hall. Therefore, they have no obstruction to Lin Yunhui's passage.
"Mourning hall!"
"There should be a mourning hall ahead!"
After walking for three or five minutes, Lin Yunhui saw that all the wreaths were placed at the door of a gate, which was hung with a white curtain. At the top, there is a big word "dian".
Then I knew that this was the mourning hall.
Dada, dada!
He hurried towards the house with broken steps.
"Ah!"
Just the first time she opened the curtain, she let out a scream, because all the people in her eyes were men in black, holding guns, staring at her with a cruel face, and even she saw that the messy house was full of fallen tables, stools and bullet holes!
The most important thing is that there are rows of dead bodies lying around these people! shed blood like water!
Just a glance, she felt her scalp numb and her hair stood up in an instant.
"Gunfight!"
"There was a gunfight here!"
"And a large number of people died!"
In an instant, Lin Yunhui turned around and wanted to escape. At the same time, he said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm in the wrong place, I'm in the wrong place."
"Come in!"
Pop!
Just as she was about to leave, she put a strong arm on her shoulder, pulled her in with a direct force, and made her body move forward involuntarily, with an unstable center of gravity, and directly stumbled to the ground.
"Ah!"
Just the next second, she screamed even more, because her hands were supposed to support the ground, but they were on a dead body! She has never touched a dead person in her life!
"Call your mother!"
"If you shout again, Tama will jump you!"
Just finished killing people, all the people here were full of hostility. The original quiet atmosphere was also broken by the woman's scream. One person came forward and kicked the woman directly to the ground.
Even with a "click", open the bolt of the gun, and you will lose the woman.
They have already killed red eyes!
As long as it's not from Cangmen, it's all damn!
"Stop!"
Just then, a cold drink stopped the middle-aged man who was ready to shoot. Then, Ning Tianlin's figure came out slowly. Of course, he noticed the movement here at the first time.
Ignoring the middle-aged man and blaming him for what he did, he glanced at the frightened woman on her face, looked at the camera hanging on her, and asked, "are you a reporter?"
"Yes..."
Lin Yunhui's voice trembled, "I... I'm... A reporter."
The Chinese language is a little vague, but it can still be understood by Ning Tianlin.
"Which country?" Ning Tianlin also couldn't figure out which country the woman was from, Japan? the republic of korea? Singapore?
"Korean."
"I'm Korean." the woman trembled.
As a well-known university in South Korea, it is common for graduates majoring in journalism to be proficient in one or two foreign languages. After all, sometimes interviews are not limited to South Korea. What Lin Yunhui is proficient in is English and Chinese.
"Oh."
Ning Tianlin nodded and looked at the woman's face for a while to see if the other party had moved a knife on his face. After all, Ning Tianlin's deepest impression of this country is the developed cosmetic industry.
Almost all over the world.
But to his disappointment, he didn't see any trace, and he didn't know whether he was clumsy and couldn't see it, or whether the country's real skills had been amazing and couldn't leave any scars.
In other words, it is hidden in a more secret place.
But the other party was a little afraid under Ning Tianlin's direct injection. He thought Ning Tianlin was going to do something to her. Involuntarily, he stepped back a few steps.
"Since you're a reporter, you don't have to die today."
Ning Tianlin's mouth showed a demon like smile. At the same time, he stretched out his hand, and a dark green USB flash disk appeared in his hand, and then handed it to Lin Yunhui, "this is a USB flash disk, which is a piece of information."
"All you have to do is send out the contents on the USB flash drive without missing a word or deleting a piece!"
Bang! Bang! Bang!Da! Da! Da!Soon, in the whole mourning hall, there were howls, screams, violent collisions, fists to meat, and even Ning Tianlin himself came forward and killed more than a dozen people with a dagger.This kind of scene made him a little excited.Five minutes later.The whole mourning hall was completely silent."Damn it!""I'm too excited to kill. I don't know whether these journalists died in their own hands or were killed by these Mafia."Ning Tianlin was speechless. He had to rely on these reporters to publish some things, but now, they all died. At this time, only the people of the hero alliance were still standing in the mourning hall.Even in this fight, many people in the hero League died. After all, most of them have not been injected with genetic drugs and are not strong enough to stop bullets.Only for these people, Ning Tianlin didn't feel the slightest pain. In a tragic gun battle, the elite can survive! The dead ones can only say that you have poor skills and bad luck......."Over, over!""I can't turn right this time!""It's 11:35. I'm still on the ninth street. The information says that the coffin will be sealed and buried at 12:00. How can I take photos!"On the Ninth Avenue, Lin Yunhui, a beautiful woman from Seoul, South Korea, looked worried. At the same time, she put her hands on her knees and gasped heavily.There are ten main roads in Chinatown. Usually, there are not only taxis, but also rickshaws, which have a sense of the times. But now, she Lin Yunhui can only run all the way!If she didn't pay attention to her physical quality at ordinary times and occasionally go to the gym for exercise, she would have been tired after such a long road."Can't give up!""You must not give up!""Even if you go late, you may be able to take other photos. At least, you should find out how the Cang sect leader died! You can explain it when you go back."Lin Yunhui looked at the long street ahead, bit her teeth, stepped away again, like a lead filled leg, and trotted forward.And now there are no luxury motorcades on the road. They have already arrived where they should go.In half an hour.That's 12:03."It's over. It's over. Their families are running out."When Lin Yunhui felt the headquarters, he saw many people with white cloth wrapped around their arms and came out. He thought the funeral was over, but he still endured his scalp and ran to the direction of the mourning hall.There are wreaths all the way. It's really easy to find the mourning hall.Moreover, these people in Cangmen have been told that anyone who comes can go to the direction of the mourning hall. Therefore, they have no obstruction to Lin Yunhui's passage."Mourning hall!""There should be a mourning hall ahead!"After walking for three or five minutes, Lin Yunhui saw that all the wreaths were placed at the door of a gate, which was hung with a white curtain. At the top, there is a big word "dian".Then I knew that this was the mourning hall.Dada, dada!He hurried towards the house with broken steps."Ah!"Just the first time she opened the curtain, she let out a scream, because all the people in her eyes were men in black, holding guns, staring at her with a cruel face, and even she saw that the messy house was full of fallen tables, stools and bullet holes!The most important thing is that there are rows of dead bodies lying around these people! shed blood like water!Just a glance, she felt her scalp numb and her hair stood up in an instant."Gunfight!""There was a gunfight here!""And a large number of people died!"In an instant, Lin Yunhui turned around and wanted to escape. At the same time, he said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm in the wrong place, I'm in the wrong place.""Come in!"Pop!Just as she was about to leave, she put a strong arm on her shoulder, pulled her in with a direct force, and made her body move forward involuntarily, with an unstable center of gravity, and directly stumbled to the ground."Ah!"Just the next second, she screamed even more, because her hands were supposed to support the ground, but they were on a dead body! She has never touched a dead person in her life!"Call your mother!""If you shout again, Tama will jump you!"Just finished killing people, all the people here were full of hostility. The original quiet atmosphere was also broken by the woman's scream. One person came forward and kicked the woman directly to the ground.Even with a "click", open the bolt of the gun, and you will lose the woman.They have already killed red eyes!As long as it's not from Cangmen, it's all damn!"Stop!"Just then, a cold drink stopped the middle-aged man who was ready to shoot. Then, Ning Tianlin's figure came out slowly. Of course, he noticed the movement here at the first time.Ignoring the middle-aged man and blaming him for what he did, he glanced at the frightened woman on her face, looked at the camera hanging on her, and asked, "are you a reporter?""Yes..."Lin Yunhui's voice trembled, "I... I'm... A reporter."The Chinese language is a little vague, but it can still be understood by Ning Tianlin."Which country?" Ning Tianlin also couldn't figure out which country the woman was from, Japan? the republic of korea? Singapore?"Korean.""I'm Korean." the woman trembled.As a well-known university in South Korea, it is common for graduates majoring in journalism to be proficient in one or two foreign languages. After all, sometimes interviews are not limited to South Korea. What Lin Yunhui is proficient in is English and Chinese."Oh."Ning Tianlin nodded and looked at the woman's face for a while to see if the other party had moved a knife on his face. After all, Ning Tianlin's deepest impression of this country is the developed cosmetic industry.Almost all over the world.But to his disappointment, he didn't see any trace, and he didn't know whether he was clumsy and couldn't see it, or whether the country's real skills had been amazing and couldn't leave any scars.In other words, it is hidden in a more secret place.But the other party was a little afraid under Ning Tianlin's direct injection. He thought Ning Tianlin was going to do something to her. Involuntarily, he stepped back a few steps."Since you're a reporter, you don't have to die today."Ning Tianlin's mouth showed a demon like smile. At the same time, he stretched out his hand, and a dark green USB flash disk appeared in his hand, and then handed it to Lin Yunhui, "this is a USB flash disk, which is a piece of information.""All you have to do is send out the contents on the USB flash drive without missing a word or deleting a piece!"
